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Komponiert im Sommer 2002; aufgenommen 2005 (nur mit einem Standardmikrofon am PC)
Text und Musik von mir (Hermann Dummer)
Text und Musik von mir (Hermann Dummer)
It was a rainy evening, down at the street,
I was walking to find some people to meet.
I gazed around, I was lonely and free,
and I opened my eyes,
and in my mind was she.
We started to talk,
went on with our walk,
and I asked her her name,
and then she asked me the same.
Went down to the sea, where I realized,
that I and You had become we
Ref.: And still I am
an Irish rainy day,
so cold, it doesn't matter what you are
Still I am,
an Irish rainy day,
so dark, and that light is so far.
They told me to take, the risk of their poison,
I was willing to fly, and ready to die,
the luck was too short,
the flight was too low,
so I decided to let it all go.
They told me to search,
they urged me to seek,
and I searched without end,
but still I am weak,
I trust in your soul and
I believe in your word,
but still there is this ignorance that hurts.
Ref.
Come on now, let me know,
when you are the same,
let it show,
my Irish Rain,
together we'll search and
together we'll be,
and the answer will be the searching of you,
the searching of me...
Ref.
I was walking to find some people to meet.
I gazed around, I was lonely and free,
and I opened my eyes,
and in my mind was she.
We started to talk,
went on with our walk,
and I asked her her name,
and then she asked me the same.
Went down to the sea, where I realized,
that I and You had become we
Ref.: And still I am
an Irish rainy day,
so cold, it doesn't matter what you are
Still I am,
an Irish rainy day,
so dark, and that light is so far.
They told me to take, the risk of their poison,
I was willing to fly, and ready to die,
the luck was too short,
the flight was too low,
so I decided to let it all go.
They told me to search,
they urged me to seek,
and I searched without end,
but still I am weak,
I trust in your soul and
I believe in your word,
but still there is this ignorance that hurts.
Ref.
Come on now, let me know,
when you are the same,
let it show,
my Irish Rain,
together we'll search and
together we'll be,
and the answer will be the searching of you,
the searching of me...
Ref.
